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[Intro - Freeway](Aaaaaaah)(Yeah, yeah)(Aaaaaaah)(La-da-daaaaa) |
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Uh, uh(Yeah, yeah)(Aaaaaaah)(No more cymbals man)[Verse 1 - Freeway] |
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Uh, she like something out of |
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Maxim, the real |
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Swimsuit issue |
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Told her I miss you, |
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I'll be back soon |
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Hold the spot down until |
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I'm back home |
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Her girlfriends downstairs, her little nephew in the back room |
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But I don't mind 'cause she, on her job |
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And she, drive a nigga wild when she slob the knob |
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And she, throw it back when |
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I hit her from behind |
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Every time, that's why |
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I had to make her all mine, yeah[Chorus - Sample from "Mary Jane" by Rick James (Freeway)] |
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She makes me feel alright (she do) |
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She makes me feel alright (yes she do) |
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She makes me feel alright (she do) |
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She makes me feel alright (woo!)[Verse 2 - Freeway] |
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I had plenty chicks, big booty, one skinny chicks |
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Spanish mamis that don't hardly speak the lang-o-uage |
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She always yellin "Papi Chulo", while we at it |
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Then she ask me if she teach me |
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Spanish, will |
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I teach her |
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Eng-a-lish? |
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Don't be ridiculous, ya know |
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I'll teach ya |
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She say "Who's bicho? What that mean? Who's ding-a-ling is this?" |
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I told her "get it right, it's yours" |
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Her coochie so tight, every time |
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I hit it, hit walls |
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Hit it all night, hit it more in the morn' |
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Flew her in like a kite, even hit it on tour |
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Hit in on the sofa, hit it on the floor |
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But told my new chick her coochie not addictive like yours |
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Right on, |
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Freezer get his nighty-night on |
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After I beat it up, she put me to sleep like s'mores |
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Light snores, then she wake me up to back rubs |
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And I'm back up, fin' to beat it up once more |
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Now once more, |
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Freezer was once a whore |
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Now she got me locked, |
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Bush approach - shock and awe |
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She hit the supermarket and food shop and all |
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Then she top me off, swallow the whole cock and all, yeah[Chorus - without "woo!" at the end][Verse 3 - Freeway] |
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I think I like her 'cause she make me laugh, make me smile |
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Go through her act because she know she got that snapper-pow |
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Oh, you don't know about that snapper-pow? |
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That's that action that pull you back in when you backin out |
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She grab the burner, said she thuggin out |
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She say "you think we gonna be Ike and Tina Turner? Boy, you buggin out" |
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I told her "I love you, I'll never hit youExcept for in your coochie and your mouth" |
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She said "cut it out" |
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We actin out, playin cat and mouse |
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I still snap, she come to the flat unannounced |
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Unless it's trench coat, no clothes underneath |
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She hold me down, stash |
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O's at her mother's house and her brother's house |
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We maintainin, she said "I ain't complainin but you need to find another route" |
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I said "another route?" |
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She said "yeah nigga, another route, another way for you to gain payment" |
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This is so heinous, it's a shame ain't it? |
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I still had to move them things when |
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I became famous |
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I got my babe with me and we are game changin |
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We about to tear up the lane, you better clear it out[Chorus][Outro - Freeway - talking - w/ ad libs] |
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Okay, Freezer |
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Uh huh, yeah |
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Behind every good man, it's a strong woman, it's |
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Y'all know, you know the saying |
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You see, you see |
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Barack, you see he got |
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Michelle in the background |
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Ya know what |
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I mean?You see how it's goin down, we doin it real big, ya know what |
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I mean?That's how it's goin down this year and the years to come |
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We on our shit niggaz |
